Ты славен, могущественнее гор хищнических.
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The valiant lie plundered, they sleep their last sleep; not one of the warriors can lift his hands.
The stouthearted were stripped of their spoil; they sank into sleep; all the men of war were unable to use their hands.
The stouthearted were plundered, They sank into sleep; And none of the warriors could use his hands.
Our boldest enemies have been plundered. They lie before us in the sleep of death. No warrior could lift a hand against us.
The stouthearted are spoiled, they have slept their sleep: and none of the men of might have found their hands.
The stouthearted were plundered; They [c]have sunk into their sleep; And none of the mighty men have found the use of their hands.
The stout-hearted are made a spoil, they have slept their sleep; and none of the men of might have found their hands.